Monday, March 1, 2010

This weekend was intense. Raged like I was 21 again. I got about 7 hours of sleep from friday-sunday. Then for some reason Sunday night could not fall asleep until 230am.

Where to start. Thursday I had that date. He took me out for a sushi lunch then he took me to the University he teaches a class at (movie special effects/animation class) and I got animated.Now what does that entail...I got into this black suit and had "markers" of my key joints stuck on me and stood in this black floor to ceiling part of the room where cameras were all around and I did random things. Cartwheels, handstands, pretended I was a Charlie Angel, etc.Then looking at it on the computer I was this 3-D stick figure of sorts and then he had his class turn me into a 3-D girl that evening. Super fun.

Saturday concert. Alkaline Trio. Cursive. The Dear & Departed were in town. If you don't know who they are..well..that is okay I guess. But they are kind of a big deal here...It sold out(both shows) really fast here and I did not get tickets in time.The day of the show my friend J said her cousin flaked out on here and said I could just have her ticket. BUT alas I did not need it. The bands tour manager ended up coming outside and walking me right past security back stage.Good thing for her because she sold her extra ticket for 60 bucks outside of the venue. Here is how she said it went down:She went up to a lady just standing there and asked her if she wanted a ticket,

Poor poor Dan was sick sick sick. He was still fun to talk with though. He is a singer and on the TLC show "LA Ink". He is a tattoo artist on the show. We talked about Oasis and how he likes them, and guess who has Oasis lyrics tattooed on them..ME. So I showed him and he loved it. Said it was a really "rad" tattoo.

This is me and Dan Smith. He is adorable and sweet, but I think his London accent is what makes him seem sweet...

The show was killer. I loved every minute of it. The beer being spilled on me, me spilling it on myself, the music, being pushed, being called a slut by some random drunk guy in the crowd(really..yeah right.)

It was a late show, it ended at like 1230am. Then the Cursive after party...oh man. free beer and pizza. count me in!Needless to say..I crawled into bed around 3AM..in the same clothes...woke up at 520am for work at 6am.Needless to say..I went to work in the same clothes I went out in + last nights make-up.Visual Merchandised the crap out of dress shop. Something about that little bit of sleep + coffee made me wired.

I have a ton of writing to catch up on, but I slept all day long. Something about a 4 hour nap from 1-5pm was needed in my life.